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Zhang Yiyi didn't know if he had any enmity with Zheng He, but she knew that he definitely didn't like her.

"Senior, do you look down on me because I'm a woman? Or is it because I'm just at the Foundation Establishment stage?"

Zhang Yiyi had never been one to let others walk all over her, so she directly countered the question.

If it were the former, then it was typical male chauvinism. If it were the latter, then it was blatant elitism. She despised both male chauvinists and elitists, and it was even worse if someone combined the two.

As soon as Zheng He heard Zhang Yiyi emphasize the word "senior," he knew she was upset, indirectly calling him old.

He remembered when they first met, and Zhang Yiyi had also used "senior" to draw a line between them. Somehow, he ended up being humiliated and almost couldn't recognize himself after being mocked.

Looking at the third brother now, who dared to openly look down on her, Zheng He thought this guy was even more out of line than he had been back then.

Fine, no need for him to get involved. The third brother was bound to be taught a lesson, probably to the point where even his parents wouldn't recognize him.

Serves him right for running his mouth!

Thinking of this, Zheng He couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of glee. The "I didn't have it easy, but you have it worse" kind of schadenfreude filled him, and it felt great.

"Tsk tsk, where did the eldest brother find this feisty girl? She looks decent, but that temper of hers is way too much. She clearly needs to be disciplined!"

Zhu Qing never expected that a lowly female Foundation Establishment cultivator would dare to confront him head-on like this. He was furious.

Even if she was someone brought by his own brother, he couldn't tolerate it—she needed to be dealt with!

After all, Zheng He's reputation with women was no secret. He had plenty of pretty girls, one today and another tomorrow, none lasting long. This one was probably no different, just another plaything. Did she really think she could reach the heavens?

But clearly, Zhu Qing was the one who lacked insight, mistaking Zhang Yiyi for one of those playthings. In fact, everyone except him had already realized that there was nothing improper between Zhang Yiyi and Zheng He.

Yet no one warned Zhu Qing. They all sat back, grinning, waiting for the show to unfold as Zhu Qing unknowingly dug his own grave in front of Zheng He.

Zhang Yiyi had been genuinely upset at first, but seeing how Zhu Qing was so disliked without even realizing it, her anger dissipated.

The more she disliked someone, the more carefree her smile became. Looking at Zhu Qing, she directly answered her own question.

"If you look down on women, senior, you should never have crawled out of your mother's womb. If you look down on Foundation Establishment cultivators, it seems you haven't been in the Golden Core stage for long yourself. How could you forget your own Foundation Establishment days so quickly?"

Zhang Yiyi didn't directly insult Zhu Qing, but her mockery was more effective than if she had outright cursed him.

"You b****! You..."

Zhu Qing had never been humiliated like this by a mere female cultivator. Rage surged through him, and he was about to teach her a lesson when—

Slap!

Before he could finish, a loud slap interrupted him.

In a flash, Zhang Yiyi moved like the wind, delivering a solid slap to his face before returning to her original spot, right in front of everyone.

"Watch your mouth, or I won't mind teaching you some proper manners on behalf of your parents," Zhang Yiyi said coldly, the earlier trace of a smile completely gone. She looked at Zhu Qing like he was someone she could easily kill, not a Golden Core cultivator stronger than her.

Her imposing aura was shocking. Even Zhu Qing, who knew her a little, was stunned.

But the first thing Zheng He thought was, "This girl really is the type to hit first and ask questions later. To her, a Golden Core cultivator is nothing!"

Uncle Guan and the others were equally shocked. None of them expected a Foundation Establishment cultivator to actually strike first, and not just strike but slap someone right across the face.

Even more incredible was that she actually managed to land the hit!

That's right, she hit him!

Even though Zhu Qing hadn't been prepared, he was still a Golden Core cultivator. How could a lowly Foundation Establishment cultivator get close enough to hit him?

Yet not only had she gotten close, but she had also slapped him right across the face and returned to her spot, leaving the higher-ranked Zhu Qing standing there, unable to react.

This was truly extraordinary!

"You b****! You dare hit me?"

Zhu Qing finally realized that a mere Foundation Establishment female cultivator had slapped him. He flew into a rage, raising his hand to retaliate.

A Golden Core cultivator's fury was no small matter, and the onlookers quickly made room, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire.

But what happened next shocked them again. Even Zheng He, who had been ready to intervene, was dumbfounded.

"I hit you, so what?"

Zhang Yiyi knew that talking to someone like Zhu Qing was pointless. Only strength mattered to people like him.

Not convinced? Then I'll beat you until you are!

So what if he was in the early Golden Core stage? He was just a useless pill-popped cultivator. Zhang Yiyi wasn't afraid.

She hit him with a spiritual sense attack, and then without even drawing her sword, she charged forward and started punching Zhu Qing in the face, blow after blow, leaving him no chance to fight back.

"Stop, stop! It hurts!"

Zhu Qing, overwhelmed by pain, tried to escape, but Zhang Yiyi held him firmly, her fists relentlessly pummeling his face.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong! I won't talk trash anymore! Please stop!"

Zhu Qing begged, completely overwhelmed. Zhang Yiyi had planned to hit him a few more times, but seeing how quickly he gave in, she stopped, not wanting to overdo it since they still had to explore the treasure site later. Plus, she figured she should give Zheng He some face.

"If you talk trash again, I'll rip your mouth off. Got it?"

After finishing, Zhang Yiyi calmly returned to her spot, casually wiping her hands with a handkerchief as she openly threatened him.

"Got it, got it!"

Zhu Qing, with his bruised and swollen face, was filled with terror. Even though she had stopped hitting him, the fear she instilled in him lingered.